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Matthews and Jerrold alone managed the mizzen topgallant-sail, after which the spanker was set, making the ship drive on all the faster through the water; though, even then, Captain Gillespie was not content yet. "We must have the main-sail and forecourse on her," he said a few minutes later to Mr Mackay. "It would be a sin to lose this wind."
Gillespie said maybe you'd want to wash up before supper." "I reckon that'd be a good idee," he said, shifting from one foot to the other. Did she expect him to wash here? Or what? June poured water into the basin and found a towel. Not for a five-dollar bill would Bob have removed his coat, though there had never been a time in his young life when he would have welcomed more a greenback.
The British fleet employed on the occasion was under the command of Admiral Sir Robert Stopford, and the army under that of General Wetherall and Colonel Gillespie.
There was no actual fighting, however, and in a day or two Fremont continued his journey toward Oregon. He had gone but a little way when he was overtaken by a captain of the navy named Gillespie, bringing him letters from the officers of the government at Washington. Upon reading these, Fremont immediately turned about and marched swiftly back to Sutter's Fort, where he encamped.
That evening's camp was pitched in a clearing near the road. The woods pressed about them, whispering and curious, thrown out and then blotted as the fires leaped or died. It was the first night's bivouac, and much noise and bustle went to its accomplishment. The young men covertly watched the Gillespie Camp. How would this ornamental party cope with such unfamiliar labors?
"Wh-wha-what the dicken's d-d-d'ye mean by this?" stuttered and stammered Captain Gillespie, his passion almost stopping his speech. "Wh-wh-what d'ye mean, I say?" "Me only hab piecee cocky-fightee," answered Ching Wang as calmly as possible. "Me chin chin you, cap'en." Captain Gillespie fairly boiled over with rage.
A young man named Gillespie, clerk of the House, coached him, and in return was christened "Young Jefferson's Manual," a title which he bore for many years. A reporter named Rice, on a rival Virginia City paper, the "Union," also earned for himself a title through those early letters. Rice concluded to poke fun at the "Enterprise" reports, pointing out their mistakes. But this was not wise.
When we compared it with what I wrote, there was not the least variation betwixt the original and what I wrote, save an inconsiderable word or two, here altered; which is an instance of a strong memory, the greatest ever I knew. Sept. 8, 1707 WODROW’s ANALECTA, vol. I, pp. 154-159 What follows about Mr Gillespie I wrote also from Mr Simson’s mouth. “George Gillespie was born January 21st, 1613.
"What are you doing yourself? Great guns! You scared the wits out of me! Ho! Here's a lark! Gillespie, my pal, look here!" I turned to see the sheepish, guilty, smirking faces of the trader, the rough-tongued, sunburned trapper and the ragged gambler grouped at the entrance, and each man's arms were full of flowers. "Well, I'm durned!" began the rough man.
I can see him yet walking down the manse avenue it had been just "the Loaning" in the days before the advent of the second Mrs. Doctor Gillespie a silver-headed cane in his hand, everything about him carefully groomed, and his very port breathing a peculiarly grave and sober dignity. Grey locks, still plentiful, clustered about his head.
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